The Human Emperor

"Through my command, take the best sword in the family and send it to the Qingfeng Upstairs. Let everyone see and see, what is the best sword!"

After receiving the news, Cheng’s parents passed the order at the first time without hesitation.

"But the elders, that's one thousand two hundred and two..."

The threshold of this gambling is very high. A Chengjia disciple tried to remind him, but he was interrupted if he didn't finish talking.

"Hey, don't you think we will lose?"

Cheng Youqing squinted his eyes and his face was not happy.

"The disciple does not dare!"

The Cheng Jia disciple who spoke quickly bowed his head and was full of fear.

"This gambling, no matter what the origin of the unnamed pawn, this is our opportunity. With one thousand two hundred and two gold can be exchanged for another time to suppress other families, the opportunity to compete for the world's first sword, where is the opportunity Going to find it? In contrast, what about the 1,200 gold?"

Cheng Youqing Road.

Whether this contest is Cheng Jia, Zhang Jia, Lu Jia, Huang Jia, no one dares to hold it, otherwise it will become the enemy of the public.

But when Qingfenglou stood up, it was totally different. This is a chance for a thousand years!

In the past, Cheng Jia had any news to inform other families, but this time, Cheng did not say anything, quietly sent a sword to the Qingfeng Building, hung up.

In the same situation, the Lujia, Huangjia, and Lijia of the capital city happened. The family of the sword-swords that have been passed down for hundreds of years have each sneaked their own swords to Qingfenglou!

Everyone is "small action" to each other, but this time no one has broken it.

"Hey, we have a sword in the Gengjin Dajianlou. It’s only six or seven hundred. Why do you dare to sell four or five thousand in this place in the capital! This thing we don’t even dare to do!”

"If this kid didn't set this rule, we still can't take the initiative to find it. But now,...this is what you are looking for!"

Not only is there a few great sword-making families, but in the capital city, the big sword shop and the big sword building of a family have accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Wang Chong has been swaying through the city, and the most direct influence is actually not a few great sword-making families, but these big sword shops and big sword buildings, jumping out of the air, such an uninvited guest, has long triggered Home dissatisfaction.

"Go! Take out the treasure of the town house in our Gengjin Dajian Building. This time, even if you can't get the first name in the world, let the guy get some blood, and give him a lesson!"

In the capital city, a large sword building and a big sword shop were almost negotiable. All of them took out the swords of their own town buildings and town shops and sent them to Qingfenglou.

This kind of sword gambling, if a family wins, it is more than 4,000, ten is more than 40,000, which is enough for anyone, the power to get some blood!

No matter what kind of thinking people are, when the swords of a large number of Middle-earth Shenzhou participate in this gambling, the influence of this sword and gambling will become bigger and bigger.

"Go! Let the Han Chinese in the Middle Kingdom also smash our Western food and the knives! Don't think that this is the land of Middle-earth and look down on us!"

A large number of unyielding Western-sword sword merchants joined in.

The whole thing is like snowballing, it is getting bigger and bigger, and it becomes somewhat uncontrollable! Even some forces outside the sword-making family, sword shop, and sword building are attracted.

"Hey! Really think that your sword is the best in the world?"

The incident continued to ferment, and did not notice that a brawny man with his ugly "hue Hu" stood in the crowd and looked up at a handle sword on the door of the door, bursting into a sneer.

Qingfenglou is by no means a small street deep lane where nobody cares about it. On the contrary, it is close to the Datang Palace, where people flow like it, and the non-rich and expensive people are not wealthy businessmen, or masters of martial arts.

The big thing happened in Qingfenglou, which attracted the attention of many people almost immediately.

One is one of them.

"No one asked for ten years of sculpting swords. I was shocked by the fame of the world. When I built the sword, I will let you see what is the real world first!"

In the eyes of the beard and the beard, the sorrowful resentment was revealed. Finally, I took a deep look at the sword on the door, and the beard and the strong man regained their eyes. No one was alarmed. One person went straight through the crowd and quietly left.

Leaving from the gate, all the way out of the broad official road, along the rolling hills, in the shoulders and deep bushes, and finally to a deserted uninhabited mountain.

On the foothills, bare, far away, you can smell a strong fire.

When I came closer, I could see the broken swords everywhere, and I was thrown at various places. In the middle of these dense broken swords, a sword stands.

Next to the sword, a tall iron stove still had no fireworks, and there was a thick smoke inside.

The beard and the brawny walked over, leaned over, and used a pair of pliers to pick up a red-hot sword in the iron furnace, put it on the iron plate, and then slammed it hard.

This sword embryo is four fingers wide, five feet long, and unusually wide and thick. Although it has not yet been fully refined, it gives an unusually hard feeling.

"Copper, chrome, tin..., I have pondered the secret of ten years, and now I have to refine it into the hardest and sharpest sword in the world! This time, I will see all the sword-casting families in the world, what is the real thing? Master of the sword!"

The beard and beard had a thought in his mind, and the hammer in his hand swung faster and more fiercely, and countless Mars shot from his hammer.

Among the mountains, there is no one, no one knows, there is also an unknown master of swords.

As a descendant of a secret swordsman, the Huhanzi has an ancient cast sword tribe with blood and softness. This is the earliest ancient tribe in the world to refine iron.

Although this tribe has long been dying in history, the sturdy Hu Zhuanghan succeeded in inheriting an ancient recipe!

The biggest wish of this man in this life is to inherit the legacy of the ancestors, not only to refine the most sharp in the world, but also to refine the hardest sword in the world, no matter what kind of strong, can not The blow is to wash away the shame that an ancestor once suffered!

This time, it is your best chance!

"Hey!"

At the top of the mountain, the wind whistling, the fire is raging, and the height is several dozen feet. The fire continued to burn, from dark to dawn, and it has never stopped.

On the same day, the flames of the mountains and the mountains finally stopped.

The bearded and strong man holds the newly-launched broad sword, and looks tired, but he is satisfied to walk out of the sword and leave the mountains. On the upper floor of Qingfeng, there is a sword!

......

The sword and gambling turmoil on the Qingfeng floor continued to ferment. It was only a short day. The phoenix fight in Qingfenglou reached more than 20 handles. This is still the result of screening.

Even the high threshold of 1200 two gold did not stop them!

The four great sword-making families in Beijing, the sword merchants in the Western Region, and the sword towers and sword shops in the capital, as well as some unknown sword-making masters... Wei Wei has been busy with his hands and chaos.

This storm has developed to this point, which he is far from expected. The appearance of Mossett, like a fuze, detonated the entire military market in Beijing.

A large number of sword-making families, sword towers, sword shops, swordsmiths, and even the forces of the field have joined in. The whole thing is like a flood that slams the gate, and it can't stop.

In front of Qingfeng Building, like snowballing, it gradually attracted the attention of more and more people!

"Hey! Four thousand eight hundred two, it turned into four thousand eight hundred and two!"

"Hey! Count the number of gates, twenty, thirty..., if this is lost, I am afraid that the bottom of the family will lose light, and let it go!"

"Hey, go bankrupt, ask if there are any pants on the body!"

"Ha ha ha, this guy kicked the iron plate! Jingcheng Zhangjia, Huangjia, Lujia, Huangjia, which are not the top swordsmen of Datang, this kid is looking for their gambling sword, which is not sold in front of Luban Axe - Banmen axe?"

"Hey, what is it that I don't know how high the earth is, so it's called I don't know the heights of the earth. In such a place like Beijing, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, is it comparable to other places? If you want to die, what can you do?"

......

In front of the Qingfeng Building, the crowd burst into laughter. Although the battle of "the first sword in the world" is lively, the swordsmen are only concerned about things.

For these people, they are concerned about something else.

This turmoil was initiated by the guy on the upper floor of Qingfeng, because everyone cares about him all the time. Not concerned about how strong his sword is, and how concerned the last loss of this guy.

More than 30 top swords, this is not a joke, think about the identity of these people, can really make you lose the family.

Some unscrupulous, even opened a gambling bureau directly near Qingfenglou.

The whole thing is constantly fermenting, and gradually, it finally attracts the attention of another unique group.

"Hey, there is a lot of fun in the Qingfeng House! So many people, black pressure, afraid of thousands of it?"

"The first sword in the world, this head is really big!"

"Look at those swords, they are pretty good, it is expensive!"

"Fart! Really have a good sword, money to count something. I am afraid that it is ordinary goods!"

"That is! It is six or seven hundred and two gold can also be considered a good sword? Selling to ordinary people is not bad, selling us to the ban, it is really a loss!"

......

On the golden wall of the Datang Palace, which is more than 100 feet high, a row of the Tang Dynasty banned army is standing on the wall and overlooking the Qingfeng Building in the distance.

Looking out from the tall palace wall, the blue phoenix building in the distance is a little short. However, the blue roof and the crowd of black people around it are the most conspicuous within a few kilometers.

Qingfenglou is only a stone's throw from the Datang Palace, and the turmoil that has taken place has long attracted the attention of the banned army. The life inside the palace wall was quite dry, so when the sword and gambling involved in the sword of the Middle-earth and the Western Region came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the banned army.

"Hey, who is that? It seems to be Li Juntou!"

I was talking and laughing, and suddenly I didn’t know who said it. Everyone looked down at the same priest and saw the outside of the palace wall. Several familiar figures were walking towards Qingfenglou.

"Hey! It’s Zhao Daren!"

"Shut up, don't say it!"

A group of big internal banned troops looked slightly different, not mentioning one by one.

The distance of a few hundred feet was instantaneous, and in the eyes of the banned army, the three figures quickly entered the Qingfeng Building.

"We are the banned army!"

The three took out their waist cards and directly clarified their identity.

"what!"

Wei Wei was arranging in the box to sort out the information of the guests who participated in the sword and gambling. When he heard this sentence, his eyes opened and he stood up fiercely. The whole person calmed down.

Hey, wait for the three to continue to say, Wei Wei took a deep breath, looked at the three seriously, waved his hand, and circumvented the table, busy with the rush, seeing the three banned army inexplicable:

"You wait! I will call the individual!-"

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